The whole world thought I was dead!

"Master, how long do you want to teach?" Hua Huaijun hugged Ren Changkong and said sullenly.

Ren Changkong thought about it for a while: "There are still a few years left. Back then, I left after he finished his ceremony."

When Hua Huaijun heard this, he felt even more uncomfortable, but he couldn't say it out. He secretly poked and observed the master. He must be unhappy if he knew about it. Moreover, the master doesn't care much about the boy now. If he reminded him, How about letting Master take care of you?

"However, this place is an illusion. Time must change. When the turning point is reached, maybe tomorrow will be a few years later." Ren Changkong comforted Huahuaijun when he thought he was tired of this place.

Hua Huaijun nodded.

Pulling Shizun, he walked towards the bed, Ren Changkong was brought to the bed by him, seeing him rubbing back and forth in his arms like a little beast, he felt funny in his heart, Hua Huaijun found a comfortable angle to nest In Shizun's arms, the feeling of being so angry that his lungs ached last night finally calmed down a little. He put his arms around Shizun's waist, lazily and coquettishly: "Master, will you sleep with me for a while?"

Although Ren Changkong was puzzled, he didn't refuse. The spring was beautiful outside, and it was indeed a good time to sleep, so he slowly closed his eyes.

After Hua Huaijun waited for the master to fall asleep, he hugged the master contentedly, with a faintly smug look on his face.

Hmph, last night that young man actually pretended to be pitiful and asked Master to sleep with him. Fortunately, Master refused coldly at that time, otherwise, he would definitely blow his dog's head off. Having slept together in the same bed, how could this young man have the face to let Master sleep with him.

Hua Huaijun thought about it for a while, and closed his eyes under the cool fragrance of Master.

After evening, Hua Huaijun still went to see his master get along with the boy named Xiao Xuan as if he was masochistic.

He always felt that the young man had something wrong with his master, and he wanted to monitor him for his master.

After a few months like this, during the day, Hua Huai Jun and his master practiced in the inn, and occasionally went out to play, and at night, Hua Huai Jun went to monitor Xiao Xuan.

Occasionally, Ren Changkong would sneak into the palace to observe on a whim, and it would be fine to see that his previous self and Xiao Xuan were getting along pretty much the same way. Now he is waiting for the turning point, waiting for the truth of the bet that the Lord God said.

Hua Huaijun hid in the shadows, gloomily staring at the young man who was reading a book on the desk.The rainstorm and thunder outside crackled and dripped on the eaves, and then splashed on the jade floor. The house was warm as spring, and the air was filled with the elegant fragrance of sandalwood, which came from the exquisite and small copper stove. The beauty figure stood quietly, and the atmosphere seemed quiet and serene.

This Xiao Xuan is very smart, but the master only occasionally mentioned a few words and helped him a few times. He grew like a vine to the point where the palace people feared him. The old emperor let him enter the court where the government was discussed. He also let him live in the East Palace, which represents power in the palace.

However, in just half a year, Xiao Xuan looked like two different people, dressed in brocade clothes, a jade belt waist robe, with black clouds on his feet, his face was no longer immature, showing a hint of maturity.

The master was watching the rain not far from him, his expression was as indifferent as usual, and there was no one serving in the palace, this was Xiao Xuan's order, as long as he sensed that the master was approaching, he would move Gong'e away so that the master could show his human form.

"Immortal, do you think my article is correct?" Xiao Xuan walked to the window sill and handed over a book,

The master took it, walked slowly not far away and looked at it.

Hua Huaijun looked at the way the two got along, feeling angry and sour.Angry at Xiao Xuan's thick skin and sourness, why did Master treat him so well.

"Well, not bad." Master nodded and returned the book.

A dimness flashed in Xiao Xuan's eyes, as if he was disappointed but tried his best to hide it, Hua Huai Jun looked at the pretending young man and smiled coldly.

"What's wrong?" Master really asked.

Xiao Xuan looked at the mysterious immortal in front of him, with yearning and admiration in his eyes: "Immortal, you haven't told me your title yet."

"Once everything is over, we don't need to see each other again, why bother to keep the title." The master shook his head slowly, his face was cold, "You have a rare purple dragon aura, you should benefit the people of Dayi more." It seemed like a reprimand, Only Hua Huaijun knew that Master was just reasoning with him.

Xiao Xuan's face turned pale, and he said in embarrassment: "I know, Immortal Elder, don't be angry."

Master nodded coldly, then pushed the door and walked out.Hua Huaijun wanted to follow Master, but seeing Xiao Xuan still staying where he was, after thinking about it, he stayed.

Xiao Xuan raised his head, the figure of the fairy elder could no longer be seen in the empty room, he smiled slowly, the meaning was unclear.

Hua Huaijun frowned slightly.

Xiao Xuan walked into the bedroom humming a little tune, took off his outer robe and walked briskly in the wide space with a calm expression, then lay down on the cold ground with a grin, Hua Huaijun looked coldly at this young man of Xiao Xuan with a crazy expression appearance.

The young man who had already stepped into maturity was slender, with black hair messily scattered on his chest, his fair face flushed strangely, Mr. Hua Huai frowned, what was he doing?There were still some faint scars on the boy's well-articulated hands. Xiao Xuan became more excited when he thought of the indifferent and merciless black eyes of the immortal master. His slender fingertips poked in from the front of his lapel, and took out the article he had just written.

The fine pen and ink fragrance mixed with the cold fragrance left by the fairy fingertips formed a distinct and rich fragrance, which made his blood pulse more excited than the best smelling dragon birthday fragrance in the palace. The pain there has been unbearable since the fairy left, and the slender and slender figures curled up together as if they couldn't bear it, and their backs were bent into a semi-circle. His rationality collapsed in an instant, he looked at Xiao Xuan who dared to blaspheme his master, a devilish energy flashed in Qiushui's pupils, and he drew his sword and stepped forward.

However, his attack was like a stone falling into the sea, without any ripples. He was clearly in front of him, but it seemed that two worlds were separated. Hua Huaijun looked at Xiao Xuan who was even more flushed with a sullen expression, and his murderous intent was even stronger. , mere ants, dare to make portraits of the sun and the moon!

Ren Changkong was sleeping in a daze, feeling the cold air approaching, he opened his eyes, and saw Hua Huaijun hugging the quilt and looking at him pitifully.

Ren Changkong let out a breath, and asked softly, "Junjun, what's wrong?"

"I had a nightmare." Her voice was hoarse, inexplicably pitiful.Hua Huaijun's snow-white pajamas were messy on his body, his ears and temples were damp and stuck to his face, and there was a faint glimmer of water in the pupils of Qiushui. He stood cautiously not far from the master, his eyes full of expectation.

Ren Changkong moved back to make room, "Come on."

Hua Huaijun hurriedly stepped forward to straighten the quilt and got in.

Ren Changkong touched the sweaty face of the little apprentice, and asked in a daze, "Don't be afraid, what is the dream?"

Hua Huaijun rubbed against the side of the master, his tone contained panic and fear: "In my dream, Xiao Xuan and I robbed you, but I couldn't rob him, so the master left with him."

The corner of Ren Changkong's mouth twitched, and he tapped his forehead lightly, "What nonsense are you talking about all day long, go to sleep." What's going on in his apprentice's head?

Hua Huaijun took advantage of the situation to hold Master's hand and did not let go, and Ren Changkong had no intention of breaking free, so he fell asleep in a daze.Hua Huaijun looked at the sleeping master, and the tiny black devilish energy suddenly surged around them silently, surrounding them.

Seeing Master sleeping sweetly, Hua Huaijun also closed his eyes and fell asleep.

Early the next morning, Ren Changkong got up with a slightly strange expression. He looked at Hua Huaijun who was still asleep, and gently rubbed his forehead. He recalled the scene in his dream last night, and only felt a dull pain in his head. What about his clothes, Ren Changkong thought of his apprentice's weird dream, and only thought that he must have been infected by Junjun last night, and such a nonsensical and absurd dream could be made.

Getting out of bed softly, Ren Changkong took a sip of cold tea, accidentally saw a corner of the palace eaves, and turned his face away quickly, feeling more and more weird and embarrassed.

Hua Huaijun looked at Master's back and couldn't help laughing.

He didn't believe that Master still had a good impression of Xiao Xuan now.

He can't change the past, but he can in the future.

After a few days like this, when Hua Huaijun's killing intent towards Xiao Xuan became unbearable, a turning point came quietly one morning.

Ren Changkong smelled the strong smell of blood coming from the wide street. He looked down and saw that the wide street, which was full of traffic yesterday, was now flowing into a river of blood. Soldiers in black and red armor stood on both sides of the street. Bright red blood flowed down the steps from the star-studded mansion to the street. The civilians on the street were shivering, the gates were closed, and no one was outside.

But after a while, a bell came from the royal city, and the huge dull bell rang through the sky. Ren Changkong looked up and saw a golden and majestic dragon roaring in the sky in the dark clouds. Leaving the shackles, he went straight to the sky, soared into the sky, and after tumbling and twirling, he hid again in the palace. In an instant, the purple air surrounded the palace. Closing his eyes, he knew that the young emperor had successfully ascended to the rank of Ninth Five with the blood of thousands of people today.

Huahuaijun Qiushui's pupils are full of murderous intent. Now he can't wait for Xiao Xuan, who covets his master, to dismember him. When he thinks of Xiao Xuan secretly collecting all the items used by his master, he grits his teeth in hatred. , but that was what happened in the past, he couldn't change it at all, he could only accumulate hatred in his heart.

"Let's go, let's go see the turning point." Ren Changkong turned around and said.

Hua Huaijun nodded.

The two disappeared in place in an instant, but in the blink of an eye, Ren Changkong had already arrived at the resplendent majestic hall.

In the past, his face was cold, and his long body nodded slightly to Xiao Xuan, his voice was as cold as jade: "Xiao Xuan, let's leave now, don't forget your original intention."

The emperor, who was wearing a black dragon robe embroidered with golden dragon patterns, smiled slightly, with a handsome face and a low voice: "Xuanwei Xianzun, let's leave now, the great virtue dare not forget, I will remember it in my heart."

For so many years, Xiao Xuan has acquired Ren Changkong's dao name through hard work, and he is very proficient in calling it.

Ren Changkong saw his predecessor nod slightly, and then disappeared into white light.

Everything was exactly the same as in Ren Changkong's memory.

He stared at Xiao Xuan closely, feeling that the turning point must be behind.

Xiao Xuan looked at the empty Taiyang Hall, walked slowly to the throne, and sat down slowly. He rested his forehead with one hand, and looked at the thousands of miles of rivers and mountains under his feet with his black eyes. As if everything is under control.

This is a real emperor, even though he is still young in this position, he has already shown his sharpness.

Ren Changkong looked at Xiao Xuan who was half taught and half freed by himself, and was a little stunned. For some reason, he always felt that Xiao Xuan was a little strange at this moment.

Sitting on the throne, Xiao Xuan hummed an unknown tune, which was a sign of his being in a great mood.